upon the old, rough Stone and eat nuts. And never again did another tree
grow above the old, rough Stone to keep him company.

"Ah me!" sighed the old, rough Stone, "We never know how well off we are
until we lose something we really need!"

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SALLY MIGRUNDY


Sally Migrundy lived all alone in a tiny little cottage no larger than a
piano box. This was plenty large enough for Sally Migrundy though, for
she was a tiny little lady herself. Sally Migrundy's tiny little cottage
stood at the edge of a stream, a beautiful crystal clear stream of
tinkling water which sang in a continual murmur all day and all night to
Sally Migrundy.

The stream tinkled merrily through a great forest which lay for miles
and miles, a green mantle over the hills and valleys, and Sally
Migrundy's tiny little cottage stood in the exact center of the great
whispering forest.

All the wood creatures knew and loved Sally Migrundy and she knew and
loved all of the wood creatures.